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nChapter 97: Dark Moon and Windy Night

nTranslator: 549690339

nSince they had already decided on the plan to steal the brown soil, the Song family had to make preparations early.

nStealing the brown soil was not as simple as it sounded. Intelligence work, hiding places, and future negotiations needed to be prepared in advance.

nWhen the Song family was preparing to steal the brown soil, the aristocratic families of Jiang Prefecture also sent experts to Chen City to buy food.

nAs the family heads left in satisfaction, the number of spirit stones in the Chen family’s warehouse increased.

nAfter all the aristocratic families had left, Chen Yang quickly counted the spirit stones he had obtained this time.” There are 123 ninth-grade aristocratic families in Jiang Zhou now.”

n“Excluding our Nanyang County, there are still 116 ninth-rank aristocratic families left. Each family will pay 50 spirit stones, so that’s a total of 5,800 spirit stones.”

n“Excluding the 30% we gave the young prince, we have less than 4,000 yuan left.”

nThe more he calculated, the brighter Chen Yang’s eyes became. This was only the grain harvested from the four cities. If it was spread throughout the entire Nanyang County, then the number of spirit stones sold would not be counted in thousands.

n“Grand Elder, send a message to the Zhou Trading Company. Tell them to help me search for high-grade bloodline demon beast cubs. We don’t lack money.”Yang Chen smiled.

n“Alright.” Chen Xuan could not hide his smile.

nTime flew by. In the blink of an eye, the experts sent by the various aristocratic families to purchase food from the Chen Clan had officially returned to the various cities.

nQian City was an ordinary city in Jiang Prefecture.

nAlthough there was not much cultivated land, the weather was good and they did not have to worry about food and drink.

nHowever, the sudden famine was a devastating blow to this ordinary city.

nCountless disaster victims huddled in the corner of the wall and did not move. They did not do anything else but wanted to consume less energy so that they could last longer.

n“Mom, I’m hungry.”

nIn an inconspicuous place in the northern part of Qian City, an eight-year-old boy was clutching his stomach and looking at his mother with an aggrieved expression.

nLooking at her child, whose face had turned yellow and his ribs were protruding, the mother gritted her teeth and brought out a porcelain bowl from the house.

nThere was a bowl of porridge in the bowl.

nNominally, the number of rice grains in the porridge could be counted with one’s fingers. It was no different from a bowl of water.

nHowever, this bowl of porridge might become the family’s life-saving food.

nThe child held the bowl and wolfed down the porridge. Halfway through, he looked at his mother who kept pursing her lips.

nThe child thought for a moment, then handed the bowl to his mother.” Mom, you drink too.””

nWhen the mother saw this, she smiled and rubbed the child’s head.” You drink it. I’m not hungry. Besides, Daddy went to look for food. I think we can have a good meal tonight.”

nThis so-called good thing was just some tree bark that could fill one’s stomach.

nEven so, a smile appeared on the child’s face. Because now, there might not even be tree bark.

n“Sigh!”

nHis mother sighed faintly and then looked at the eaves of her house. This world forced people to die.

nIt was fine if he died, but his child…

nAt the thought of this, her mother’s eyes were filled with tears. He was still so young. Could it be that he was just…

nThinking of this, her mother could not help but twitch. When the child saw this, he quickly got up and used his tender hands to wipe away the tears from the corners of his mother’s eyes.

nAlthough he was young, he understood that his family would not be able to withstand it.

n“Mom, this is good news.”

nAt this moment, a burst of laughter was heard. A sallow and emaciated man with messy hair and a belt around his stomach ran over with a laugh.

nWhen her mother saw this, she quickly wiped away her tears and asked with a smile,”Dad, what’s the good news?”

n“There’s food…There’s food!” The child’s father said excitedly.

n“Food? Where is it?” The mother was also not calm. If there was food, her son would be able to survive!

n“It’s the Qian family. The Qian family bought food from a ninth-rank aristocratic family called the Chen family. They’re now giving out porridge at the city gates.”

n“Really? Then let’s hurry over.” Immediately, the mother held the child’s hand and jogged all the way to the North City gate with the father.

nAt the entrance of North City.

nThe elder of the Qian family, who was in charge of distributing the porridge, could not help but gulp when he saw the black mass of disaster victims in front of him.

nAlthough he was an eighth-stage Qi Refinement expert, he was still a little afraid that these disaster victims, whose eyes were already green from hunger, would swallow him alive.

nImmediately, the elder of the Qian family circulated his spiritual energy and shouted,”Everyone, don’t squeeze. Everyone has food.”

n“From today onwards, no one in my Qian family will starve to death!”

n“Although we don’t have much food now, we can barely keep ourselves alive. However, 1 can guarantee everyone that in five months, the Chen family’s grain will be transported here. At that time, everyone will be able to eat their fill!”

nHearing the elder’s words, the disaster victims were silent for a moment before shouting in unison,””Long live the Qian family! Long live the Qian Clan! Long live the Qian Clan!”

nAt the same time, the Chen family was also remembered by this group of people.

nAccording to the Qian Clan, the Chen Clan didn’t seem to lack food. What kind of heaven would the place ruled by the Chen Clan be?

nEven though the Qian family had set up many disaster relief sites, the disaster relief lasted until night.

nAfter distributing the food to the last person, the Qian Clan elder looked up at the sky tiredly.” The sky today seems to be much darker than usual.”

nAt the same time, in Chen City, a black shadow quietly sneaked in.

nLooking at the brightly lit Chen family in front of him, the Song family ancestor could not help but say,”Let’s party to our heart’s content. After today, your Chen family won’t be a big deal.”

n“When I take away your land and join forces with the other aristocratic families to suppress your Chen family, even if your family head is the disciple of the Regional King, he won’t be able to save you!”

n“In this world, strength is still the most important thing.”

nSighing, the Song Clan patriarch entered the Chen Clan and headed toward the location of the Chen Clan’s brown soil.

nHowever, what Old Ancestor Song could not understand was that he had not encountered any obstacles along the way.

nAt this moment, in the Chen family’s meeting hall, Chen Xuan smiled through the candlelight and said,”The Song Clan Patriarch would never have thought that our Chen Clan would have a bloodline warrior like Chen Xuan.”

n“His every move is under our surveillance.”

nYang Chen also smiled and said,”I’d like to see the Song Family’s ancestor’s expression after seeing Venerable Dao Xuan.””

n“It’s about time. First Elder, as the host, it’s time for us to meet the guests.”

nIn the Chen Clan, outside a courtyard, the Song Clan patriarch repeatedly confirmed that he was in the right courtyard. He couldn’t help but laugh.’The Chen family is only a ninth rank family. They don’t have enough experts to protect them.”

n“I can come and go as I please in such an important place. Unfortunately, Chen Yang was still the disciple of Deshun Commandery Prince. Otherwise, he could have completely destroyed the Chen Family this time.”

nWithout hesitation, Patriarch Song circulated the spiritual energy in his hand and pushed open the door..

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